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                <head>Interview with Rhonda Lind, June 4, 2006. Interview U-0240.</head>

                <byline>Conducted by Elizabeth Shelbourne</byline>

                <note type="deposit" anchored="no">

                    <p>Transcript on deposit at The Southern Historical Collection, The Louis Round

                        Wilson Library</p>

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                    <p>Citation of this interview should be as follows: <lb/>“Interview U-0240, in

                        the Southern Oral History Program Collection #4007, <lb/>Southern Historical

                        Collection, The Wilson Library, <lb/>University of North Carolina at Chapel

                        Hill”</p>

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                <note type="copyright" anchored="no">Copyright © 2008 The University of North

                    Carolina</note>

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                <head>Abstract</head>

                <p>Rhonda Lind was raised in the Ninth Ward and moved to St. Bernard Parish in

                    1973. Hurricane Katrina changed everything about her life. At the time of the

                    interview, she and her husband had moved five times since the storm. She had to

                    separate from her extended family because there was not enough space for them to

                    evacuate together. While she misses having her own things, the biggest losses

                    have been the irreplaceable items such as photographs. She describes the mud

                    that entered her house during the flood. The strength of the water moved a house

                    three blocks and then deposited it in the middle of her brother's street. She

                    feels that the rest of the nation abandoned them, but the people in the

                    neighborhood help rescue each other. Though she and her husband left, she has

                    heard about the horrors other people faced. When she returned, she was struck by

                    the silence. Because they had lost so much, she and her neighbors scoured the

                    area for anything that reminded them of their old lives. Lind says that many did

                    not have flood insurance because mortgage companies told them they did not need

                    it. Though her neighborhood still does not feel normal, she is grateful that she

                    is home. She does not expect to return to life as it was, but she is hopeful

                    that she will have a smaller version of what used to be. She lists how she will

                    handle future storms differently. Lind believes that the government needs to

                    spend more money fixing the problems plaguing New Orleans, especially the levee

                    system and the erosion of the coastline, but she does not believe this will

                    happen. Nonetheless, she is hopeful that the residents themselves will slowly be

                    able to revive the neighborhood. </p>

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                <p>Rhonda Lind was raised in the Ninth Ward and moved to St. Bernard Parish in 1973.

                    Hurricane Katrina changed everything about her life, but the biggest losses have

                    been the irreplaceable items such as photographs. She resented the fact that the

                    news media never reported what was happening in St. Bernard Parish, and she says

                    even the rescuers ignored her parish.</p>

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                        <speaker n="1">RHONDA LIND: </speaker>

                        <p> My name is Rhonda Lind. It&#x0027;s June 4, 2006.</p>

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                        <speaker n="2">ELIZABETH SHELBOURNE: </speaker>

                        <p>So I wanted to start kind of back at the beginning, I guess, sort of

                            talking about how you came to be in this area. Did you grow up here or

                            marry someone here?</p>

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                        <speaker n="1">RHONDA LIND: </speaker>

                        <p> Okay. Well, I was born in New Orleans, Louisiana, in the Ninth Ward. I

                            guess you heard about the Ninth Ward <note type="comment"> [Laughter]

                            </note> by now, but on the other side of the bridge. We moved to <note

                                type="comment"> [unclear] </note> in Saint Bernard Parish in 1973. I

                            started high school down here, so pretty much grew up down here. My

                            childhood was in New Orleans. You&#x0027;ll find most people from

                                <note type="comment"> [unclear] </note> are actually transplanted

                            from New Orleans. It&#x0027;s kind of made up of all New Orleans

                            people now. Been living down here since 1973 and always worked down

                            here. We had a plumbing, heating, and air conditioning business. We

                            always had a beauty salon. Built houses, lived here, all our

                            family&#x0027;s here now. Well, not no more, but were, and

                            that&#x0027;s with just a couple of us that are back here. Most

                            everybody buying houses other places since the hurricane, but everything

                            was great till the hurricane came and just changed

                            everybody&#x0027;s lives, you know? Pretty much it&#x0027;s

                            nothing&#x0027;s the same, so&#x2014;.</p>

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                        <speaker n="2">ELIZABETH SHELBOURNE: </speaker>

                        <p>How was your life different?</p>



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                        <speaker n="1">RHONDA LIND: </speaker>

                        <p> How&#x0027;s it different? <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>

                            I don&#x0027;t know if you have that much time.

                            Everything&#x0027;s different. Every aspect of our lives are

                            different. We kind of have a makeshift life. We&#x0027;re just

                            trying to find our way to make a new life, but I mean, our just daily

                            routine of stopping and get gas in the <pb id="p2" n="2"/>morning and

                            see people in stores, and the stores are not there, the people are not

                            there. I mean nothing. We were living in a three-story house in <note

                                type="comment"> [unclear] </note>, and it&#x0027;s totally

                            destroyed. Actually, though, we were fortunate that being close to the

                            river on Saint Bernard Highway was the furthest point in which the water

                            came. It was like the last of where&#x2014;you know, the direction

                            of the storm. But most people had water over their rooftops into second

                            stories and what have you. We had probably about four and a half feet of

                            water, but it&#x0027;s just enough where you have to gut the whole

                            house to the ceilings. Of course, no matter what kind of house you have,

                            the bottom floor is your main living area. The upstairs, we had

                            bedrooms, but everyday living is in your downstairs, so it&#x0027;d

                            probably take a whole lot of money and a whole lot of time to even try

                            to get that back. We&#x0027;re going to attempt it, but

                            it&#x0027;s so unfathomable that we just say we&#x0027;re going

                            to try it. That&#x0027;s all you can really say. </p>

                        <p>I remember when we originally evacuated to <note type="comment">

                                [unclear] </note>, Louisiana, which was right on the border by

                            Texas, and we were staying in hotels. Well, we couldn&#x0027;t hear

                            anything. They would never say anything about Saint Bernard Parish, so

                            we didn&#x0027;t even know what we were facing. We didn&#x0027;t

                            even know what anything looked like. Finally, we kind of

                            started&#x2014;. Actually, they rounded up a bunch of people from

                            Saint Bernard Parish were there. A lot of people just headed west, and

                            just kind of <pb id="p3" n="3"/>meeting at McDonald&#x0027;s or

                            whatever. Everybody&#x0027;s living in hotels, so kind of walking

                            your dogs outside and started seeing people, and we heard of the

                            devastation. We never got to see anything. It was probably at least two

                            weeks before we actually saw a picture on the news. They kept [saying],

                            &quot;New Orleans, New Orleans.&quot; Well, of course, I mean

                            New Orleans is a famous city, so the focus was on that. I kind of in a

                            way resented it, because they actually left Saint Bernard Parish to fend

                            for themselves. After the fact, we learned that it was pretty much

                            citizens rescuing other citizens. I mean, guys in yachts from Lake <note

                                type="comment"> [unclear] </note> on the lakefront took their boats

                            to Saint Bernard and were rescuing people in boats. </p>

                        <p>The first time we came, we come down the main road that comes from the

                            interstate, <note type="comment"> [unclear] </note> Road. They must have

                            had two thousand boats, just people trying to get as far as they could

                            get in their boats. When they&#x0027;d hit a car or whatever, it

                            would just stop. But we were in the hotels out there, and we started

                            figuring we can&#x0027;t just keep staying in a hotel.

                            It&#x0027;s going to get expensive. So a whole bunch of us was

                            there. It was probably fifteen of us&#x2014;my husband, my son,

                            myself, my mother, my sister, her chil&#x2014;. It was a bunch of

                            us, and we started calling around trying to make plans. We figured,

                            okay, we&#x0027;ve got to make a move. We&#x0027;ve got to try

                            to do something, so we calling relatives or whatever to see where we

                            could go.</p>

                        <p>Well, it came to the point where we had to split up because there was too

                            many of us to go to one house. I remember sitting in that parking lot

                                <note type="comment"> [unclear] </note> start crying. But I

                            didn&#x0027;t want to leave them. Like we had spent all our time

                            together, and it kind of seemed like if we left them at the time, we

                            might never see them again, you know? But we tried to keep in touch. Our

                            cell phones weren&#x0027;t working. We all of us had to get new cell

                            phones. We were trying to keep in touch as best we could, because for a

                            few days there, maybe a week, we just kind of&#x2014;.

                            We&#x0027;re a close family. Just like where I was telling you our

                            houses at, we had three houses on a big piece of land, and

                            it&#x0027;s kind of like a family compound. </p>

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                        <p>Now it&#x0027;s just so different. Now the ones that wanted to sell

                            sell, and they got like these strangers moving in. You don&#x0027;t

                            even feel like you want to go back because it&#x0027;s just so

                            different, but we just tried to do whatever we could do. So we moved in

                            with some relatives of ours that were actually my in-laws from my first

                            marriage, and my sister and my mother, they rented a little place on a

                            lake up in <note type="comment"> [unclear] </note>, Louisiana. We were

                            in Prairieville, which is right outside of <note type="comment">

                                [unclear] </note>, and we stayed a couple of weeks. You feel like

                            after a certain amount of time, you&#x0027;ve got to move on again,

                            so we wound up moving again. </p>

                        <p>It wasn&#x0027;t no problem really. It was just an emotional thing,

                            but we didn&#x0027;t really have&#x2014;. We all left home with

                            three sets of clothes, everybody that I know, because we figured, I

                            mean, we leave a couple of days, we&#x0027;re going to come back,

                            and everything&#x0027;s going to be fine. We wound up having to find

                            a Wal-Mart, and we had to just go buy underwear and t-shirts. It was

                            like ninety-five degrees, and your brain feels like it&#x0027;s just

                            spinning out your head. I mean, things that most people take for

                            granted&#x2014;just like, you know, every morning when you wake up,

                            you go in your drawer and you get new clothes. Well, we were washing

                            clothes in a hotel room in the sink and hanging them on the side of the

                            truck and stuff.</p>

                        <p>We went to the&#x2014;trying to find a bank, trying to get whatever

                            money we could have. We had to apply for food stamps, which

                            we&#x0027;ve never done in our life, but it was like a disaster

                            assistance program that they were telling everybody, &quot;Well, do

                            this.&quot; But living in a hotel, you can&#x0027;t get

                            groceries to cook, so that&#x0027;s when we had to wound up trying

                            to find alternative things. But all of these months, it&#x0027;s

                            just, you know, every week it&#x0027;s learning a new way of living.

                            Still you can see, being here, there&#x0027;s no grocery stores. I

                            mean, there&#x0027;s like a little corner food store if you run out

                            of bread or something like that. If you got to go to the grocery, you

                            got to go miles, go either across the lake or whatever, and most people

                            lost their vehicles. I mean, we did. We had one vehicle that we had with

                            us. Well, we had to wound up going to get&#x2014;. Most everybody we

                            know lost at least one vehicle. There&#x0027;s not a person I know

                            that didn&#x0027;t lose their house, everybody&#x0027;s

                            photographs. </p>

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                        <p>It&#x0027;s like I have one child, and I&#x0027;ve taken pictures

                            since the day he was born. I had photo albums full of him. When we went

                            to go look, I found the photo albums, but when you turn the pages, the

                            pictures are blank. I wish I would have saved some I could show you.

                            There&#x0027;s just a rim of the picture had a little color on it,

                            and my son&#x0027;s father&#x2014;. Our wedding

                            pictures&#x2014;. His father died when he was six years old. I got

                            the album, but it&#x0027;s blank. It&#x0027;s empty. My mother

                            was lucky enough&#x2014;she had a little mother&#x0027;s album,

                            you know, when you get married and the mother gets a photo album. So she

                            had one for each one of us kids. It&#x0027;s not big ones like you

                            would have, but that&#x0027;s probably the most precious commodity

                            of the whole thing. </p>

                        <p>It&#x0027;s like I was telling you. You could build another house.

                            It&#x0027;s not that it&#x0027;s going to be your home, but

                            it&#x0027;ll be a house. It&#x0027;ll be a shelter, but I

                            don&#x0027;t know. It&#x0027;s almost indescribable. You just

                            don&#x0027;t have anything left. It&#x0027;s just like as blank

                            as those photographs that we went back and looked is what your life

                            feels like. To me, it felt like a death in my family, just coming back

                            and seeing your whole community, everything that you know, everything

                            that you do daily&#x2014;. Go to the cleaners, there&#x0027;s no

                            cleaners. No groceries. We just started getting a couple of little

                            banks. It&#x0027;s a daily struggle every day when you have to do

                            anything. </p>

                        <p>Just like I was cutting <note type="comment"> [unclear] </note> inside,

                            but I was cutting hair just trying to make some money on a picnic table

                            outside in ninety-something degree weather. You wouldn&#x0027;t even

                            have to wet the person hair. He&#x0027;s just sweating to death. And

                            I had just renovated my beauty shop after the thirty years we had the

                            same beauty shop. Peach color walls and a little flowery border paper.

                            We had just fixed it up, and I had it open probably four months when the

                            hurricane came. While I was cutting hair outside on the picnic table, we

                            had studs and cement. I don&#x0027;t know if you ever saw what a

                            gutted house&#x2014;. I mean, it&#x0027;s just nothing. You

                            could look through one end of the building and see clean through the

                            other end. </p>

                        <p>Like anything that fell on the floor, you couldn&#x0027;t even hardly

                            salvage. It depended. If it was like, say, dishes, something

                            that&#x0027;s cleanable&#x2014;. Other than that, because they

                            had so much mud that came in with the water&#x2014;. And a lot of

                            people got oil. We didn&#x0027;t get oil from the oil spill from the

                            oil <pb id="p6" n="6"/>refinery, but we literally had to shovel mud out

                            of the house, out of the doorway to make like a pathway, just to get in.

                            It makes you sick that when you&#x0027;re looking, you&#x0027;re

                            trying to just salvage, you would be amazed at the mode that your brain

                            automatically goes into, trying to just save anything. </p>

                        <p>When you&#x0027;re just picking up this stuff and all

                            this&#x2014;. We got boots and gloves and suits and masks, and

                            we&#x0027;re going through this stuff and it smells so bad and

                            everything&#x0027;s just dripping with this muck. And every thing

                            that you pick up has a memory attached to it, no matter what it is.

                            It&#x0027;s a memory, and every thing that you pick up and you think

                            you&#x0027;re going to salvage, it&#x0027;s like mentally you go

                            through it all again. Every little thing you touch, it just breaks your

                            heart, because you know&#x2014;. It&#x0027;s almost like people

                            say&#x2014;. We heard when we evacuated people were saying,

                            &quot;Well, those people just need to get over it and get on with

                            it.&quot; Well, it&#x0027;s easier said than done.

                            You&#x0027;re not going to just&#x2014;. You actually got to

                            make a new life. It&#x0027;s just day by day, you&#x0027;re just

                            trying to go through it all over again. Things as simple as, okay,

                            we&#x0027;ve been staying here, we&#x0027;ve been collecting

                            trash, we&#x0027;ve got to put the garbage out. Well, we

                            don&#x0027;t have a garbage can <note type="comment"> [Laughter]

                            </note>. Whatever, paper towels, you don&#x0027;t have a holder. We

                            had to go buy toothbrushes and hairbrushes, anything that you can

                            imagine. </p>

                        <p>It&#x0027;s things that people just don&#x0027;t think of. I

                            think that they don&#x0027;t really know until they come. They need

                            to come here and see it. When you see it and you drive through some of

                            these neighborhoods and you see like where my brother lived, you go down

                            his street, you can&#x0027;t even drive down his street now.

                            There&#x0027;s a house in the middle of the street, with the slab

                            still attached to it. There&#x0027;s an American flag sticking in

                            the front yard, and the weird thing about that&#x2014;. I mean,

                            it&#x0027;s weird, okay. There&#x0027;s a house in the middle of

                            the street, but on both sides of the street, there&#x0027;s no

                            houses missing. So this house actually came from probably three or four

                            blocks from where the house landed. </p>

                        <p>The whole house, it just picked up, floated, because that&#x0027;s

                            how deep the water was. It passed over houses; it passed over cars,

                            trucks. They even have little figurines in the windows. Curtains are

                            still there, everything. I could take you and show you the house.

                            You&#x0027;d freak out. I mean, some houses kind of moved a little

                            bit. This house in particular came from three or four blocks away and

                            literally <pb id="p7" n="7"/>floated over everything. I guess when the

                            water started subsiding, that&#x0027;s where it ended up. It kind of

                            looks like&#x2014;if you didn&#x0027;t know better, you would

                            think it was like the Wizard of Oz movie, how the house just falls out

                            of the sky. That&#x0027;s exactly what it looks like. You go down

                            the street, you&#x0027;ve got to turn around and go back out to the

                            main street, go around the back, because you can&#x0027;t even pass.</p>

                        <p>And that&#x0027;s just my brother&#x0027;s street.

                            There&#x0027;s subdivisions on top of subdivisions all the way

                            through New Orleans. I went through Mississippi, and everything was the

                            same way. Most of those people got a lot of wind damage. We had somewhat

                            wind damage, but when our levees broke, that was it. The newspaper said

                            it; a couple of weeks ago they had, &quot;Within six hours, our fate

                            was sealed.&quot; I&#x0027;m forty-eight years old. Everything I

                            knew my whole life, in a matter of six hours it&#x0027;s totally

                            gone. You feel angry; you feel like you&#x0027;re just so mad you

                            want to do something. I mean, you can&#x0027;t do anything. You

                            can&#x0027;t be mad at anybody. Who are you going to be mad at?

                            Mother Nature? It&#x0027;s hard to talk about, because you

                            can&#x0027;t hardly find the words to even express, you know. And

                            still, sometimes I&#x0027;ll talk about it, and it feels like it was

                            yesterday. You just start crying. Some days you feel like you

                            don&#x0027;t even want to wake up. I mean, you&#x0027;ll see the

                            trash. It&#x0027;s stacked up a story high almost ten months later,

                            and nothing&#x0027;s changed. </p>

                        <p>We was able to get sheet rock and floors back, but there&#x0027;s

                            people I know that are living in tents, just tents in their yards or

                            FEMA trailers. I saw this one lady one morning. We were driving in <note

                                type="comment"> [unclear] </note>, and this woman&#x0027;s

                            coming out of the tent. She&#x0027;s got a toothbrush in her mouth,

                            she&#x0027;s trying to brush her hair, and I&#x0027;m thinking

                            it had rained that night before. Even me, and I&#x0027;m directly

                            affected by it, but I&#x0027;m not in a tent. I was like riding in

                            my car and I&#x0027;m just crying because I said these people

                            probably slept on the ground. They&#x0027;re probably soaking wet,

                            funky, probably even hotter than it is outside right now. When I tell

                            you nobody came and helped us, you could stop anywhere in Saint Bernard

                            Parish and ask, and everybody fended for themselves. There was nobody.

                            Weeks later, a couple of people showed up to help, but this time

                            everybody&#x0027;s hot, aggravated, filthy dirty, I mean people

                            dying. </p>

                        <pb id="p8" n="8"/>

                        <p>They had a man that was rescuing people. As soon as he got his mother in

                            a boat, because the people stole boats&#x2014;. I mean, they had to.

                            They were trying to save their lives. He got a boat; he got his mother

                            in the boat. It was him and his neighbor, and right after they got his

                            mother in the boat, his mother had a massive heart attack, and she died.

                            But the guy, he continued rescuing people, and every house he went up to

                            in the boat, they had people hanging in trees, on light fixtures in

                            their houses. I mean, you name it. I personally know the guy, and he was

                            telling the people who he was rescuing, &quot;I feel like you need

                            to know this before you get in the boat that I got my dead mother with

                            me, and I cannot leave her behind. So if you want to be rescued, you

                            have to get in the boat.&quot; </p>

                        <p>This is a true story. They went to the high school, and he tried to leave

                            his mother there. But you&#x0027;ve got to understand at the time,

                            they had probably twelve feet of water where the high

                            school&#x0027;s at, and they wouldn&#x0027;t let him leave his

                            dead mother there. So he kept leaving the people out that he was

                            rescuing and left his dead mother in the boat with him for days. It was

                            like three or four days he did this. And they broke in a grocery store;

                            they was stealing food just to go bring to the high school so people

                            would have food. This was people who actually stayed, didn&#x0027;t

                            have the means or whatever to evacuate.</p>

                        <p>Like I told you, we don&#x0027;t never evacuate. We usually stay.

                            Well, we just so happened at the very last minute when we woke up that

                            Sunday morning before the storm and this thing is like a

                            monster&#x2014;. It&#x0027;s like Category Five, and my

                            husband&#x0027;s like, &quot;Oh, we got to go.&quot; And

                            that&#x0027;s what we did. We ran around the house, and I got my son

                                <note type="comment"> [unclear] </note> because my mom and my sister

                            and them, they had already evacuated. Actually, that&#x0027;s the

                            only way we got a hotel room, because they had left the day before. My

                            son&#x0027;s like, &quot;Mom, you&#x0027;ve got to get out

                            of there!&quot; So we just threw a couple of things&#x2014;like

                            I said, probably two, three sets of clothes in our truck, packed up our

                            dogs, and we headed out. </p>

                        <p> But a lot of people stayed. They probably had twelve hundred people in

                            Saint Bernard Parish that drowned, died, from some hurricane-related

                            thing. I had a ninety-year-old aunt that got rescued out of her attic of

                            her house, and by the time they decided to leave, it was too late. They

                            were trapped; <pb id="p9" n="9"/>they couldn&#x0027;t leave. So

                            we&#x0027;re on the phone with them and we&#x0027;re in a hotel,

                            and we&#x0027;re telling my cousin, &quot;Put an ax in the

                            attic.&quot; For Hurricane Betsy, so many people died in the attics

                            because nobody knew the water was going to get like that, and nobody had

                            axes in the attic. Well, that&#x0027;s one thing most people,

                            everybody that stayed, put an ax in their attic and actually needed it.

                            So many people were on their rooftops for days, and they were baking. It

                            was so hot, but no food, no water. You figure some of them was like ten

                            days they don&#x0027;t have nothing at all. </p>

                        <p>A friend of mine had their little grandbabies, like two-month-old babies.

                            Finally when the helicopters started coming, they&#x0027;re on the

                            roof and they&#x0027;re holding the babies up to the helicopter and

                            they&#x0027;re making motions to their mouth, like bring food and

                            drink, and the helicopters just left. They never brought them anything.

                            It can get you so mad, because to me, they send all this

                            money&#x2014;. Like Iraq and Afghanistan, they go bomb these places,

                            they have full-out war, they send all this money, they&#x0027;re

                            rebuilding, and here we are. This is American people that work every day

                            for a living, and they&#x0027;re leaving them to die in a situation

                            that&#x0027;s totally beyond any of our control. It ain&#x0027;t

                            because we did anything wrong. It&#x0027;s just a hurricane came;

                            that&#x0027;s what happened. You would think that they&#x0027;d

                            have people right outside maybe the state lines ready to come in, but it

                            was weeks before anybody came to help any of these people.</p>

                        <p>When we finally got to come back, nothing was green. Everything looked

                            red, black. You could see from the pictures I showed you. The weirdest

                            thing was by our house, we had all kind of birds and squirrels and you

                            name it. When we came back, you didn&#x0027;t even hear any type of

                            anything. You didn&#x0027;t hear no birds; you didn&#x0027;t see

                            no squirrels. This is my husband Jeff, by the way <note type="comment">

                                [Laughter] </note>. This is Elizabeth. To hear no wildlife, no kind

                            of nature, after we&#x0027;ve just been devastated by Mother Nature,

                            and it was kind of ironic that you don&#x0027;t even hear a bird.

                            You don&#x0027;t even think about that, but when it&#x0027;s

                            total silence, you start thinking something&#x0027;s not right. And

                            you start realizing we&#x0027;re probably never going to even have

                            grass anymore, much less birds and squirrels. They had dogs living in

                            our house when we got back. Skin and bones. Their ribs were sticking

                            out, and we&#x0027;re going in the house <pb id="p10" n="10"/>and

                            they start barking at us. I guess they were starving, so we going in the

                            car and we&#x0027;re getting stuff and trying to give them. I guess

                            they didn&#x0027;t know where to go. They were trying to save their

                            selves, and for whatever reason, the animals were just left behind.</p>

                        <p>It felt like you was in a movie. It kind of felt like it

                            wasn&#x0027;t even real. It&#x0027;s like when we drove back

                            from Baton Rouge, it&#x0027;s a long ride because the interstates

                            were jammed. People were just trying to get back to see their properties

                            or whatever, and we had a bunch of us in our truck and we were talking.

                            You know, a truck full of people, everybody&#x0027;s talking. When

                            we went back, not one person spoke a word to each other the whole way

                            back. I believe it&#x0027;s true that your brain can&#x0027;t

                            even absorb everything. It&#x0027;s like what you saw, you

                            can&#x0027;t even believe that you just saw it. It&#x0027;s like

                            everything in your life, and that was just the first time. Every time we

                            would come back to gut the houses, then you&#x0027;d start finding

                            stuff, what you thought was to be good stuff. Like I said,

                            you&#x0027;d be amazed how your brain just kind of shifts modes to

                            where now the littlest thing means so much. We were bringing back stuff

                            full of mud and probably mold and everything. We sitting outside with

                            buckets of bleach and soap and water with toothbrushes, just trying to

                            scrub little angel figurines and anything that we could find. Probably

                            all we could find, out of a whole lifetime of stuff, probably would fit

                            in one little grocery sack, like the little plastic sacks that you get

                            at the grocery. Probably everything that you could find out of your

                            whole entire house, you could put in one of them little sacks, and

                            you&#x0027;ve got to feel fortunate that you was able even to find

                            anything.</p>

                        <p>Some people I knew went back to find just a slab of their house and

                            actually scoured the neighborhood looking for whatever, anything that

                            looked familiar to them that was out of their house, and never was able

                            to find anything. Yeah? Those houses were like, even kind of like in the

                            back of where I told you my brother [lived], which they were closer to

                            the lake, but actually not even probably five, ten minutes from where we

                            sitting right now. But it&#x0027;s so widespread that you got to

                            really see it. I wish you had more time. I could take you around and

                            show you things that would blow your mind. You&#x0027;d think

                            you&#x0027;d never see nothing like that in your whole life. Like I

                            didn&#x0027;t never think I&#x0027;d live to see <pb id="p11"

                                n="11"/>anything like this, but the only thing I could compare it to

                            that kind of would be equal, maybe, and I was never in a war, but when

                            you see, say, pictures of like Bosnia or like the tsumani, when you see

                            things that it just don&#x0027;t even look like&#x2014;. Some

                            people, you could be standing in front of their house. I was standing in

                            front of one of my friend&#x0027;s houses, by their slab, and did

                            not recognize a thing of any&#x2014;. I didn&#x0027;t even know

                            that I was in front of my friend&#x0027;s house, because the house

                            wasn&#x0027;t there, but neither was anything else that was in that

                            whole nearby area was not there. It looked like an atomic bomb went off.

                            It just looked like totally destroyed. If you&#x0027;d never known

                            what it looked like before, when you came back, you&#x2014;. </p>

                        <p>It&#x0027;s hard to recognize stuff when it happens like that. We

                            never ever would have thought that we would [have] had the kind of water

                            that we had. I mean, people had mortgages on their houses and like with

                            the banks, and banks and stuff, mortgage companies even told these

                            people they didn&#x0027;t need flood insurance, because it had never

                            ever in the history ever flooded before. Probably more than half the

                            people that lived down here literally didn&#x0027;t have no flood

                            insurance because they never ever needed it. But if you go buy a house

                            and the mortgage company and the bank is telling you you

                            don&#x0027;t need it, chances are you&#x0027;re not going to get

                            it. Some people will, but this is not a rich community. It&#x0027;s

                            all working class people, and I know it probably sounds weird to a lot

                            of people, but they didn&#x0027;t even have flood insurance? But if

                            you never ever needed it before&#x2014;I mean there&#x0027;s

                            places probably still that have never flooded before&#x2014;people

                            might not have known that you could get flood insurance.</p>

                        <p>I bet now down in <note type="comment"> [unclear] </note> most

                            people&#x0027;s got maxed-out insurance if they could afford it, but

                            most everybody done lost their jobs. When your community goes away, our

                            jobs go with it. Like us, we filed for emergency unemployment, food

                            stamps. I remember the first time we used our food stamps, they give us

                            like a debit card or a credit card thing, I didn&#x0027;t even know

                            how to work the thing. I didn&#x0027;t know what to do with it, but

                            it was kind of funny. You feel like you&#x0027;re delirious, so

                            you&#x0027;re kind of like laughing while you&#x0027;re doing

                            it. And then you&#x0027;re crying because it&#x0027;s so tore up

                            that you know you really need it, but when you&#x0027;re used to

                            working, you&#x0027;ve kind of got a pride that you don&#x0027;t

                            want to live off the <pb id="p12" n="12"/>government. But you feel like

                            all these years you&#x0027;ve been working and paying taxes, and the

                            first time the government&#x0027;s actually going to try to help

                            you? That&#x0027;s kind of an oxymoron in itself, because ten months

                            later, look at the way everything still looks. If we wouldn&#x0027;t

                            have took it upon ourselves to gut our houses and re-sheetrock and

                            everything, we&#x0027;d probably still be living with relatives. It

                            gets old, and it&#x0027;s not that we don&#x0027;t appreciate

                            it. I mean, it&#x0027;s hurricane season again <note type="comment">

                                [Laughter] </note>. We might wound up needing them again. </p>

                        <p>It&#x0027;s such a grand scale. Everything that you could think of in

                            your own life, or anybody for that matter, anything&#x2014;just

                            every day when you come home from work, you put your keys in the same

                            place or you know where your shoes are at. Think about first of all you

                            don&#x0027;t have a home to go to. Second of all, there&#x0027;s

                            no table to put your keys on. You&#x0027;re lucky if

                            you&#x0027;ve got a floor or a wall, and everything that you own

                            could fit in one little bitty bag. Your priorities just change. All of a

                            sudden, material things don&#x0027;t seem important, but then at the

                            same time, you&#x0027;re digging through mud and sludge and

                            everything else to try to find anything that you can keep.

                            That&#x0027;s what I think it is, just because they got a memory

                            attached to every single thing. But the pictures, that&#x0027;s the

                            worst thing because most things you can replace. Pictures is one thing

                            that you absolutely can&#x0027;t replace. I got some of my

                            baby&#x0027;s pictures back. I say &quot;my

                            baby&quot;&#x2014;he&#x0027;s twenty-six, but from giving my

                            sister-in-law and them pictures when all these years while he was

                            growing up, when we left, moved out of their house to come back, they

                            were digging through pictures and they gave us a Ziploc bag with all the

                            pictures back. So that&#x0027;s the only way I have any of my

                            baby&#x0027;s pictures anymore. </p>

                        <p>It&#x0027;s almost like as if you&#x0027;ve got to live through

                            it to know. It&#x0027;s so hard to try to describe. It looks like a

                            third world country; sometimes it feels like a third world country just

                            being here. But at the same time, it&#x0027;s probably the most at

                            home I&#x0027;ve felt since the day the hurricane hit, because

                            it&#x0027;s just familiar. It&#x0027;s your home.

                            That&#x0027;s where you live; that&#x0027;s where

                            you&#x0027;ve lived most of your life, but it&#x0027;s

                            different. I mean, hardly any of the people here&#x2014;. We

                            probably had eighty, ninety thousand people living in Saint Bernard

                            Parish pre-Katrina, they call it now. Pre-Katrina, post-Katrina,

                            that&#x0027;s the way people measure <pb id="p13" n="13"/>things by

                            now. When we first came back, there was no traffic. We felt like we was

                            the only ones here. Then a few weeks later, they got a paper that we had

                            ten thousand residents back, which seemed like that was a whole lot of

                            people. But when you think about you had eighty or ninety thousand,

                            that&#x0027;s really nothing, and everybody knows&#x2014;.

                            It&#x0027;s a small community. </p>

                        <p>We got this highway and <note type="comment"> [unclear]

                            </note>&#x0027;s the other highway. It&#x0027;s our only two

                            main highways, and then the one highway that goes to the interstate. I

                            mean, it&#x0027;s a small, tight-knit community. Everybody knows

                            everybody. Like if something happens to one person, oh, by the end of

                            the day, everybody in the parish knows about it. That&#x0027;s how

                            it is, and when you don&#x0027;t see any of these

                            people&#x2014;. And everybody&#x0027;s so scattered out around,

                            you don&#x0027;t know, first of all, where

                            anybody&#x2014;because everybody was evacuating all over the place.

                            Really, you don&#x0027;t know if you&#x0027;re ever going to see

                            them again, I mean unless they come back. Like I said, most people had

                            to get new cell phones. You don&#x0027;t know where they stand; they

                            don&#x0027;t know that you back. This is like everybody you went to

                            school with, everything, anything you could think of, and you just

                            don&#x0027;t know. When you run across somebody&#x2014;.</p>

                        <p>I remember the first time we was in Gonzales and we went to a Wal-Mart,

                            and the first girl I saw was at this meat market that I used to go to

                            almost every day. She used to just make the chicken salad. I knew her by

                            name; she knew me. Well, I turned my basket in Wal-Mart, and

                            she&#x0027;s turning on the same row, and both of us make this face

                            like &quot;it&#x0027;s you, oh, it&#x0027;s you!&quot;

                            And both of us busted out crying and we&#x0027;re hugging each

                            other. It wasn&#x0027;t even that we was real great friends or close

                            friends. It was just&#x2014;. She says, &quot;You the first

                            person I saw,&quot; and I said, &quot;You&#x0027;re the

                            first person I saw!&quot; Everybody&#x0027;s like hugging and

                            crying and &quot;Where you at? Where you staying?&quot; Exchange

                            phone numbers, but who would ever think that you would get that

                            emotional about just somebody that you seen in a store. It&#x0027;s

                            just because it was the first familiar thing that I saw after, and that

                            was probably five weeks after the storm. I freaked out when I saw that

                            girl, and I&#x0027;ll never forget it because she was the first one

                            I saw. </p>

                        <pb id="p14" n="14"/>

                        <p>But like on the news, everything&#x0027;s New Orleans, New Orleans.

                            Well, New Orleans is like five minutes from here. Ten minutes tops,

                            you&#x0027;re in New Orleans, but they probably get the most help

                            because it&#x0027;s a famous city. Nobody ever hears of <note

                                type="comment"> [unclear] </note> or Saint Bernard Parish.

                            It&#x0027;s just a little small place, but absolutely almost

                            everybody that lives here was born in New Orleans and over the years,

                            kind of tired of&#x2014;. This was kind of considered like the

                            country, get-out-of-the-city country kind of thing. Well, now

                            it&#x0027;s not much <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>, but

                            hopefully maybe ten years or&#x2014;. It probably would be at least

                            ten years, I would think, before anything remotely kind of gets back to

                            the way it was before the hurricane. It&#x0027;s definitely

                            different. They always said one day the big one&#x0027;s going to

                            come. They always talk about how New Orleans is a bowl, you know.

                            Everybody talked about it. I&#x0027;m talking about over years and

                            years, maybe fifty or a hundred years, people said it. But when

                            it&#x0027;s not immediately happening to you, it just goes to the

                            back of your head, and today&#x0027;s today. And then, bam! You get

                            hit with this major hurricane that you never ever would

                            have&#x2014;. I mean, the only thing I can compare it, like the

                            tsunami or something, because nobody&#x0027;s ever seen anything

                            like that. </p>

                        <p>We sure did find out that it was like a bowl. Like down in <note

                                type="comment"> [unclear] </note>, and that&#x0027;s a little

                            fishing community we got down there, first word we heard, we was in a

                            hotel in <note type="comment"> [unclear] </note>. We heard they had a

                            thirty-five foot storm surge and took it out. Took the whole fishing

                            community out. After we came back, we drove down. That&#x0027;s

                            where I told you my friend, they found him down&#x2014;. I mean to

                            tell you, it was like fishing camps, guys that trawled for shrimp, crab

                            fishermen, oyster fisherman. All seafood everybody loves and enjoys,

                            they&#x0027;re the people that catch it, and there was absolutely

                            nothing there. There was pilings. There&#x0027;s three areas.

                            There&#x0027;s <note type="comment"> [unclear] </note>. I think in

                                <note type="comment"> [unclear] </note> Island, they might have had

                            six structures left. In <note type="comment"> [unclear] </note>, I think

                            they had four. <note type="comment"> [unclear] </note> was nothing, and

                            this is like generations of fishermen. That&#x0027;s all they know.

                            That&#x0027;s what they do. Their grandchildren do it.

                            That&#x0027;s just their lineage; like, that&#x0027;s what they

                            do. They&#x0027;re fishermen, and they absolutely have nothing

                            there. </p>

                        <p>If you think it&#x0027;s bad here, ten minutes further down, and

                            that&#x0027;s kind of like open to the Gulf, there&#x0027;s no

                            sign of life at all. At least here they got a little traffic. Down

                            there, there&#x0027;s absolutely <pb id="p15" n="15"/>nothing.

                            Nothing. It&#x0027;s unbelievable. I couldn&#x0027;t even

                            believe it. I was just like&#x2014;. My husband says,

                            &quot;We&#x0027;re standing in front of their house.&quot;

                            And I&#x0027;m looking around and not a thing looks familiar, and

                            I&#x0027;m thinking&#x2014;. All of a sudden, I spy this cactus.

                            Now my friend had this huge cactus, probably stood taller than me.

                            It&#x0027;s a little short thing like this, and I saw it, this

                            little cactus, and I&#x0027;m thinking that was that big gigantic

                            cactus that was right on the side their stairs where you used to go up.

                            I&#x0027;m thinking I&#x0027;ll be damned. This is where we are,

                            but it just was so totally out of proportion that you just

                            couldn&#x0027;t&#x2014;. It goes back to like I said. You brain

                            can&#x0027;t even absorb. Your eyes just&#x2014;it&#x0027;s

                            telling you that it saw, and it&#x0027;s just like the weirdest

                            thing. You never ever in your wildest [dreams] would have thought you

                            would see anything like that. You probably saw a lot of stuff when you

                            was coming form the airport this way, but when you&#x0027;re home

                            and you see it on TV, you have no clue. I mean, nobody in the whole

                            nation would even know. </p>

                        <p>That&#x0027;s why a lot of times when they talking to Congress or

                            whatever, they tell the people, &quot;Come down here and

                            see.&quot; It&#x0027;s the only [way] you really can get it is

                            if you see it. I don&#x0027;t [know] any other way to tell you. I

                            could show you pictures, what it looked like before, what it looked like

                            after, but&#x2014;. And then again, it&#x0027;s a whole

                            different thing getting from that day to this day. Every day

                            it&#x0027;s okay, are you going to&#x2014;? I mean, we just got

                            a phone two weeks ago. When we first came back and we got electricity,

                            that was like a big deal. But I felt so bad, I was going around turning

                            our lights off. I was telling my husband, &quot;Turn them off,

                            everybody&#x0027;s going to see.&quot; He&#x0027;s like,

                            &quot;I went through all of this to get electricity, you want to

                            turn them off.&quot; I said, &quot;But we right on the highway.

                            Anybody that passes, they&#x0027;re going to see we got

                            lights.&quot; But you feel bad because nobody else has lights.

                            I&#x0027;m thinking they&#x0027;re going to come burn our

                            building down if they see our lights on. <note type="comment">

                                [Laughter] </note></p>

                        <p>You don&#x0027;t know how to feel. Like one minute you&#x0027;re

                            on one side of the fence. Of course, I was glad we had lights. We had

                            air conditioning, but to feel guilty about it because nobody else has

                            it, that&#x0027;s just weird. It&#x0027;s totally not what

                            you&#x2014;kind of the way you&#x0027;re supposed to think,

                            but&#x2014;. You started thinking about everybody. Anybody that

                            passes this building, they know we been here like thirty-three <pb

                                id="p16" n="16"/>years. They&#x0027;re like, &quot;They

                            back,&quot; you know. &quot;They got lights.&quot; But I was

                            kind of scared. I kept lighting the candles. You just feel bad for

                            everybody else. We felt fortunate because we were lucky we were on this

                            highway. Now had the hurricane came up the <note type="comment">

                                [unclear] </note>, it would have been a totally flip side of the

                            coin, because then we closest to the <note type="comment"> [unclear]

                            </note>. Actually, that&#x0027;s the scenario they always said

                            about. If the hurricane ever goes up the <note type="comment"> [unclear]

                            </note>&#x2014;. Nobody ever talked about it&#x0027;s coming

                            from the lake, so in that respect, everybody was caught off guard. </p>

                        <p>Then for years, I mean, they keep making these levees. You get like a

                            false sense of security. You kind of feel like OK, we got a pretty good

                            levee, but when you got that much water, I don&#x0027;t think

                            nothing&#x0027;s made to withstand that. Like I said down there, a

                            thirty-five foot storm surge&#x2014;can you even imagine how big

                            that is? I mean, you can&#x0027;t even imagine if something like

                            that&#x0027;s coming at you, and most of the people that stayed,

                            that didn&#x0027;t evacuate, and I talked to some of my friends that

                            stayed, the water went up chest high in like three minutes. I mean, you

                            don&#x0027;t even have time to react. If you didn&#x0027;t have

                            your ax in the attic and your ladder right there, whatever&#x2014;.

                            Like when I was telling you, my ninety-year-old aunt was going out of

                            the roof, we was on the phone and we were telling them, &quot;Put

                            the ax in the attic.&quot; Well, my cousin&#x0027;s outside, and

                            we hear him. We&#x0027;re on the cell phone and we hear him.

                            &quot;Hurry up!&quot; he&#x0027;s screaming. &quot;Hurry

                            up! Get in there! The water&#x0027;s coming!&quot; And they

                            could actually see the wall of water coming, so he jumps in the attic,

                            he&#x0027;s pulling my aunt, my cousin&#x0027;s downstairs,

                            she&#x0027;s pushing my aunt, and we on the phone with them. And you

                            could just hear chaos and just everything, and all of a sudden, you just

                            hear <note type="comment"> [unclear] </note>. </p>

                        <p>Oh, well, we were like freaking out. We are crying, we throwing ourself

                            on the <note type="comment"> [unclear] </note>, we&#x0027;re like,

                            &quot;Oh, Lord, they died, they drowned.&quot; We kept listing

                            them as missing persons. Well, probably two and a half weeks later, we

                            thought we saw her on CNN. Now to even imagine CNN in Saint Bernard is

                            like the wildest thing you can ever imagine. But since then, I got a

                            video thing, like a DVD, that shows&#x2014;. Like the water was so

                            high, when you riding out on the highway, the people are in boats, and

                            they actually ducking under the red lights, like the street lights that

                            are hanging. The water was that <pb id="p17" n="17"/>high, and they in

                            boats. All of a sudden, we see my ninety-year-old aunt. She looks like

                            Mrs. Claus. She&#x0027;s about four and a half foot tall, white

                            hair, rosy, rosy cheeks, and here she is, in the back on an army truck

                            with this big old thirty-five pound purse probably. We just recognized

                            her with the hair and her hair&#x0027;s all flat down, but that was

                            when we realized they didn&#x0027;t die. They actually got rescued

                            and they finally got her through the roof, but they had to wait on the

                            roof for I don&#x0027;t even know&#x2014;. </p>

                        <p>To tell you the truth, I don&#x0027;t know how long they stayed, but

                            when they finally did rescue them, she got hurt going through the roof

                            because she&#x0027;s ninety years old. They had to Med Vac her in a

                            helicopter to San Antonio, Texas, and that&#x0027;s how we found

                            her, in a hospital in San Antonio. Since then, we went to San Antonio to

                            go visit her, because we figured she made it through all this, this is

                            probably going to kill her. So we had to go&#x2014;. But like that.

                            She&#x0027;d come here and get her hair done every Thursday morning,

                            you know how little old ladies do. She&#x0027;s steady going

                            downhill, because all she knew was here, too, and then she

                            don&#x0027;t see us no more. It&#x0027;s like she

                            don&#x0027;t see anybody anymore, so every time if we pick up the

                            phone and call her, you want to talk to her because she&#x0027;s so

                            happy to hear from you, but you dread it at the same time because you

                            know she&#x0027;s crying on the phone the whole time. &quot;Oh,

                            darling. Oh, please come to Antonio and see me.&quot; I

                            don&#x0027;t even think she gets how everybody&#x0027;s so

                            scattered and everything&#x0027;s such a disaster that

                            it&#x0027;s not like before she&#x0027;d call us, &quot;Oh,

                            come over,&quot; and five minutes we&#x0027;d be there. Or if

                            she was in the hospital, we&#x0027;d go and help take care of her,

                            whatever. Now she feels like she&#x0027;s totally lost. </p>

                        <p>There&#x0027;s nobody that we know that&#x0027;s in San Antonio,

                            Texas, but when all these people were getting evacuated, I mean rescued,

                            they didn&#x0027;t even know where they were going. You

                            don&#x0027;t know where you&#x0027;re going till you get there.

                            All you know is they&#x0027;re getting you out the water <note

                                type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>, and most everybody wound up in

                            places that probably never in their life thought they would be in this

                            place. But where do you put that many people? In a case like that, in a

                            disaster, what do you do with that many people? So

                            everybody&#x0027;s just so scattered out. If you ever see them

                            again, who knows? All you know is we know who&#x0027;s here today

                                <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>, you know? And that was a

                            big chore just trying to <pb id="p18" n="18"/>get a couple of us

                            together, like I finally got my mom back, I got my son back, I got one

                            sister back. The rest of the family we didn&#x0027;t get back <note

                                type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>. Think about that in your own

                            family, if you only got like, say, four people in your whole family

                            back. And then you feel lucky at that, because it kind of feels normal,

                            you know? Kind of like, okay, this is good. Like for this week, this is

                            good. </p>

                        <p>But I never ever would have thought I would think like that. <note

                                type="comment"> [unclear] </note> I had my little routine, and

                            that&#x0027;s what I knew. To just have everything upside down

                            is&#x2014;. I don&#x0027;t know. Sometimes you just feel like

                            it&#x0027;s the same day in the parking lot at the hotel <note

                                type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>. It&#x0027;s like you

                            don&#x0027;t know if you&#x0027;re ever going to see nobody.

                            It&#x0027;s a terrible feeling that you don&#x0027;t know if

                            you&#x0027;re ever going to see nobody again. But considering most

                            of the people, we were fortunate. This is what you call fortunate <note

                                type="comment"> [unclear] </note>, in case you didn&#x0027;t

                            know, by today&#x0027;s standards. I don&#x0027;t know. It was a

                            nice place before <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>. Everything

                            was nice. Not like big city living, but nice for us. This is what we

                            know. Everybody&#x0027;s got their own idea of home. This was our

                            idea of it, and <note type="comment"> [unclear] </note> take a long time

                            to get back to it, I guess. But what do you do? You got to go from here

                            like that, try to get my little shop together and try to work a little

                            bit, and cook every day and just try to make another routine. Just try

                            to make a new way of living, not that anything&#x0027;s ever going

                            to be&#x2014;. It&#x0027;s never going to be like it was, just

                            like it&#x0027;s going to probably be a smaller version of what it

                            is. That&#x0027;s probably the best that we&#x0027;re going to

                            get, you know? If half of it comes back, it&#x0027;ll be a smaller

                            version of what we had.</p>

                    </sp>

                    <sp who="spk2">

                        <speaker n="2">ELIZABETH SHELBOURNE: </speaker>

                        <p> What&#x0027;s it going to look like <note type="comment"> [unclear]

                            </note>?</p>



                    </sp>

                    <sp who="spk1">

                        <speaker n="1">RHONDA LIND: </speaker>

                        <p> Probably like this street that we&#x0027;re on is going to be

                            probably the only main highway. The other highway on <note

                                type="comment"> [unclear] </note>, most everything on that side

                            they&#x0027;re demolishing. <note type="comment"> [unclear] </note>,

                            we heard it was going to be like green space, like parks and whatever.

                            Well, we got a couple of birds back <note type="comment"> [Laughter]

                            </note>. I&#x0027;ve been noticing a couple of birds. No squirrels

                            yet, but I don&#x0027;t know. We got there oil refineries which I

                            never was crazy about, the oil refineries, but as it turns out,

                            everybody needs them. So I guess it&#x0027;s going to have to come

                            back somewhat, because everybody needs that <note type="comment">

                                [Laughter] </note>. That&#x0027;s what I think. I think

                            it&#x0027;s probably going to look halfway like it used to be and

                            probably half the size it used to be. That&#x0027;s really <pb

                                id="p19" n="19"/>the best scenario that I could think of,

                            unless&#x2014;. And hopefully we don&#x0027;t have anymore

                            hurricanes. I mean what, three days ago was the beginning of hurricane

                            season. I don&#x0027;t know if the levees can take it, so

                            we&#x0027;ll have to see. Of course, if a hurricane comes, we all

                            going to be moving again <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>.

                            Hopefully we&#x0027;ll have stuff to come back to, but

                            that&#x0027;s what I think. </p>

                        <p>No matter where you live, they got something. I met some people the other

                            day. That&#x0027;s one good thing; we been meeting a lot of people

                            from out of town <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>, and whether

                            they from California, Washington, everywhere, there&#x0027;s always

                            something. They&#x0027;ve got areas that get tornadoes.

                            They&#x0027;ve got areas that get earthquakes. Some places get

                            volcanoes. If we got to have something, I know it sounds twisted, but at

                            least we get a warning. And if you heed the warning, you can leave, and

                            this time I will take more than three sets of clothes, I promise you

                                <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>. And finally, every picture

                            that I can get my hands on I&#x0027;ll take, but that&#x0027;s

                            going to be a trip. The first hurricane that we get, everybody is going

                            to take everything that you could possibly&#x2014;. You know, like

                            titles to your house, just like papers, nobody thinks about taking stuff

                            like that. We had stuff like that in a safe, which it wasn&#x0027;t

                            waterproof. It was fireproof, and all of these papers were stuck

                            together. If you was able to save some of them, you&#x0027;d peel

                            them apart, I mean they&#x0027;d just disintegrate. But I guarantee

                            you, if nothing else, everybody learned a good lesson.

                            They&#x0027;re not going to leave nothing behind, I can promise you.

                            They&#x0027;ve going to take everything with them. Probably

                            U-Haul&#x0027;s going to make a fortune, because people will be

                            renting U-Hauls and taking everything <note type="comment"> [Laughter]

                            </note>. </p>

                        <p>Now, well, whatever you was able to kind of get back, whether buying or

                            like churches gave us a bunch of clothes and stuff right after the

                            hurricane, so whatever we was kind of able to collect back,

                            it&#x0027;s like this is your stuff. You become possessive; this is

                            all you have. So that&#x0027;s what I think. Whoever leaves, they

                            taking everything, I mean down to whatever, anything. You name it, they

                            taking it because who would have ever thought, you know, that that

                            happened last time. When you lose everything, there&#x0027;s only

                            one way to go but up <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>, so at

                            least we have a start. Yeah, we&#x0027;ll take everything this time

                            for sure <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>&#x2014;plants ,

                            pictures. Like you see everything in here? I&#x0027;ll take

                            everything <pb id="p20" n="20"/>probably, even though it probably

                            don&#x0027;t look like much, but it&#x0027;s much compared to

                            just studs and cement. It&#x0027;s a lot, you know. If

                            you&#x0027;d talked to me a year or two from now, you&#x0027;d

                            have never heard that come out of my mouth, but that&#x0027;s what

                            I&#x0027;ll say. Your priorities just change. It&#x0027;s just a

                            different day now, you know?</p>

                    </sp>

                    <sp who="spk2">

                        <speaker n="2">ELIZABETH SHELBOURNE: </speaker>

                        <p> Why did you decide to come back?</p>



                    </sp>

                    <sp who="spk1">

                        <speaker n="1">RHONDA LIND: </speaker>

                        <p> I never ever had a doubt to come back, because it&#x0027;s home.

                            Like I told you, not that I wasn&#x0027;t grateful for everywhere

                            that we stayed, all the different places we stayed, but I never felt

                            like I belonged anywhere. I just feel like I belong here, and when we

                            were other places and you walk in anywhere, a store or a restaurant, you

                            just feel out of place. Everybody in there, they know you&#x0027;re

                            not from there, especially when you start talking. They&#x0027;re

                            like where you from? But I just knew, like at first they told us we

                            couldn&#x0027;t come back, and that was just&#x2014;I

                            couldn&#x0027;t even imagine that. So it&#x0027;s like, well,

                            why we can&#x0027;t come back? If we&#x0027;re willing to work,

                            and like I said, we come gutted everything and tried to fix stuff back,

                            why shouldn&#x0027;t you be allowed to come back? I mean, it is

                            America. You should be able to do, you know&#x2014;.

                            Nobody&#x0027;s paying for us. We paying our own way, so as far as

                            that, there was never a doubt because it&#x0027;s home. Like amongst

                            all of the debris and rubble&#x2014;. I told my husband, it was one

                            of the first things I said. I said, &quot;Now finally this feels

                            like home,&quot; and we looked at each other and we start laughing.

                            I was like I know it sounds twisted because it was just so bad, but it

                            is home. Who don&#x0027;t like home? Everybody wants to go home, so

                            this is our home now. This is just a new home.</p>

                    </sp>

                    <sp who="spk2">

                        <speaker n="2">ELIZABETH SHELBOURNE: </speaker>

                        <p> What made it home? What makes it feel that way for you?</p>



                    </sp>

                    <sp who="spk1">

                        <speaker n="1">RHONDA LIND: </speaker>

                        <p> It&#x0027;s just everything&#x0027;s familiar.

                            There&#x0027;s not a person that would probably pass here that we

                            don&#x0027;t know, probably went to school with or went to parties

                            with or something. Football games, baseball games. We actually used to

                            have all that <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>, but I

                            don&#x0027;t know. It&#x0027;s just home. It&#x0027;s just

                            familiar. It&#x0027;s all we know right now, so it feels safe.

                            It&#x0027;s feels like just this is where we belong. You know, when

                            you&#x0027;re just from somewhere for your whole life&#x2014;. I

                            mean you like to go places, but you <pb id="p21" n="21"/>know how like

                            when you&#x0027;re going on vacation and it&#x0027;s always good

                            to go back home, how glad to be home. So everybody&#x0027;s idea of

                            that&#x0027;s going to be different, but I guarantee you everybody

                            likes to be back home. It&#x0027;s just a nice, safe place.

                            That&#x0027;s what you know, you know? But yeah, that&#x0027;s

                            it. This is home. I feel like in the Wizard of Oz&#x2014;you click

                            your heels, you know, there&#x0027;s no place like home, so

                            that&#x0027;s where we at now. But hopefully more people and more

                            businesses will come back, and it&#x0027;ll start building back. I

                            mean, it&#x0027;s going to take a long time. </p>

                        <p>It&#x0027;s not going to be overnight, and we can see now

                            it&#x0027;s not going to be a year or two years or probably even

                            five years. It&#x0027;s going to be more like probably ten. But I

                            mean, we live on the river. Everybody needs the river. I think that for

                            this parish, it&#x0027;s going to mostly be cut in half this way.

                            The lake side&#x0027;s not going to be no more, just kind of the

                            river side, and that&#x0027;s just <note type="comment"> [unclear]

                            </note> that&#x0027;s just the way it&#x0027;s going to have to

                            be. Plenty of people just can&#x0027;t afford to live other places

                            or maybe even come back here. Everybody&#x0027;s got their own

                            reasons for what they got to do, but one by one, I mean all of a sudden,

                            we got twenty thousand people living back here. So

                            something&#x0027;s bringing everybody back. Well, some of them. I

                            shouldn&#x0027;t say everybody, but I don&#x0027;t know.

                            It&#x0027;s just like we thought we wanted to come back. I think

                            most people that we know, that we friends with or kind of knew real

                            good, they&#x0027;re going to come back. It&#x0027;s kind of

                            bred in them. That&#x0027;s just the way this community is. They

                            can&#x0027;t imagine being nowhere else. They just like it here. We

                            like the seafood; we like everything about it. </p>

                        <p>It&#x0027;s weird. I know like in Tennessee, it&#x0027;s probably

                            a lot prettier. Everything&#x0027;s flat and stuff around here, but

                            I&#x0027;ve been to Tennessee and I know what it looks like, and I

                            liked it when I went. But I was still glad to come back home when I

                            finished my trip, you know? <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>

                            That&#x0027;s what I said; everybody&#x0027;s idea&#x0027;s

                            going to be different, but hopefully if they can send all that money

                            overseas and rebuild all of that stuff, I mean why don&#x0027;t they

                            just try to&#x2014;? They need to fix the levees, you know? We so

                            vulnerable being on the coastline like that. It&#x0027;s ridiculous

                            when you think about it, that you&#x0027;re not safe from anything.

                            I mean, how many billions of dollars do you think that they waste and

                            they can&#x0027;t fix a levee? I don&#x0027;t know. I wish I was

                            in charge of it <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>.</p>

                    </sp>

                    <pb id="p22" n="22"/>



                    <sp who="spk2">

                        <speaker n="2">ELIZABETH SHELBOURNE: </speaker>

                        <p> What would you do if you were?</p>



                    </sp>

                    <sp who="spk1">

                        <speaker n="1">RHONDA LIND: </speaker>

                        <p> Oh, I&#x0027;d make sure I&#x0027;d fix all of it, I swear.

                            Well, first of all, they been arguing about that, the

                            coastline&#x0027;s been eroding like crazy. We had maps from, say,

                            maybe like thirty, forty years ago, maps. They actually had to change

                            the maps because Louisiana is just losing so much coastline. It just

                            looks like one day the end of the boot is not even going to be there. It

                            looks like it&#x0027;s going to fall into the Gulf or something. I

                            don&#x0027;t know, but they keep doing studies about it.

                            It&#x0027;s like you get tired of hearing about it already. I mean,

                            how much it costs for the studies when they ought to just put it to the

                            coastal erosion problem. They waste more money than they know what to do

                            with, and it&#x0027;s not just here. I mean, they need all of it.

                            They need Florida, they need Mississippi, they need Alabama.

                            It&#x0027;s all part of it. It&#x0027;s all part of the big

                            picture. You can&#x0027;t just say, oh, well, you know,

                            we&#x0027;re going to forget about that part of the puzzle. It

                            don&#x0027;t work like that. It shouldn&#x0027;t work like that,

                            I should say. But they sure liked our seafood. They ship it all over the

                            place, but that&#x0027;s where it comes from. It all comes from the

                            Gulf, but it&#x0027;s just that the Gulf&#x0027;s moving closer

                            to the land. It just so happens that&#x0027;s the place that we all

                            picked to live, so that&#x0027;s part of it now.</p>

                        <p>I&#x0027;m sure like our grandparents and whatever probably

                            didn&#x0027;t think that the maps were going to change and it

                            wouldn&#x0027;t look like that anymore, but over the years

                            that&#x0027;s what happened. The hurricanes are not going to stop.

                            Every hurricane season it gets more and more severe, it seems like. Like

                            last year, they went through the whole alphabet and started in the Greek

                            alphabet. I don&#x0027;t know whether that ever happened before.

                            That was weird, but when it snowed on Christmas Day, we should have knew

                            something was up <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>. The week

                            before that it was like in the nineties, and then all of a sudden we had

                            a white Christmas. That never happens here, ever, and we remembered even

                            talking about it&#x2014;&quot;That&#x0027;s so weird; it

                            snowed, we actually have a white Christmas&quot;&#x2014;and

                            we&#x0027;re thinking something ain&#x0027;t right. Oh, well,

                            yeah, it sure ain&#x0027;t right. It sure changed. It&#x0027;s

                            something with the weather pattern. I don&#x0027;t know. I guess

                            somebody should have knew about that. I just kind of listen to

                            the&#x2014;. I don&#x0027;t study it, but somebody needs to be

                            studying it. </p>



                    </sp>

                    <pb id="p23" n="23"/>

                    <sp who="spk2">

                        <speaker n="2">ELIZABETH SHELBOURNE: </speaker>

                        <p> What else would you do if you were in charge <note type="comment">

                                [unclear] </note>?</p>



                    </sp>

                    <sp who="spk1">

                        <speaker n="1">RHONDA LIND: </speaker>

                        <p> Oh, God. They&#x0027;d have to make the

                            levees&#x2014;they&#x0027;d have to at least be like the river

                            levees. To me, the river levees are twice the size. You could go look at

                            them; they&#x0027;re twice the size. On the river side,

                            it&#x0027;s concrete on one side, which that&#x0027;s a whole

                            lot more stable that just compacted sand. See, like these new levees,

                            they put a bunch of sand and that&#x0027;s fine, but the river

                            levees, they&#x0027;ve been compacted and compacted.

                            They&#x0027;re like solid. See, to me, if a hurricane comes, the

                            levees are not compacted enough. I wouldn&#x0027;t feel safe enough,

                            probably wouldn&#x0027;t stay. Now they&#x0027;re saying what?

                            If we had a tropical storm, nobody should stay. It&#x0027;s going to

                            be like a mandatory evacuation. So what does that tell you?

                            There&#x0027;s so many things, it&#x0027;s hard to just pick one

                            thing, but the levees are actually foremost on our mind.

                            That&#x0027;s actually what failed, which brought us the water. I

                            mean, the hurricane was just so intense. I don&#x0027;t know that

                            any kind of levee would have been [able] to withstand [it]. You know,

                            this thing was a category five. I don&#x0027;t know what kind of

                            levee you&#x0027;d have to make for that.</p>

                    </sp>

                    <sp who="spk2">

                        <speaker n="2">ELIZABETH SHELBOURNE: </speaker>

                        <p> Is now the time to just change it? Do you think those changes will

                            happen?</p>



                    </sp>

                    <sp who="spk1">

                        <speaker n="1">RHONDA LIND: </speaker>

                        <p> I think, well, they better. I think it&#x0027;s either now or never.

                            If this don&#x0027;t make them do it, change anything,

                            it&#x0027;s never going to change. I mean, what&#x0027;s more

                            important than that? There&#x0027;s so many people that this

                            hurricane affected, and we just one little parish on this whole Gulf

                            Coast. The <pb id="p24" n="24"/>devastation is just so far, and we just

                            one little parish. Could you imagine how many that they <note

                                type="comment"> [unclear] </note>? I wouldn&#x0027;t even begin

                            to know what to tell you, how many, but that&#x0027;s a lot of

                            people that they&#x0027;re not really caring about or in other words

                            saying you&#x0027;re not worth it. You&#x0027;re not worth

                            enough to fix the problem or whatever. Think about how many families it

                            takes to make a parish, and then how many parishes it takes to make an

                            area or&#x2014;. It&#x0027;s bigger than you could think about.

                            You know, they come down&#x2014;like the president, he comes down

                            and he shows up shaking hands, and it&#x0027;s an act. I voted for

                            him, but they need to do something. To me, they bomb all them other

                            countries and then they go back and rebuild it, and <note type="comment"

                                > [unclear] </note> blowing their own stuff up. What about our

                            people? </p>

                        <p>This is America. I mean, I don&#x0027;t understand how that works.

                            How can they say we not worth it to fix this, and instead send millions

                            and millions to Afghanistan, Iraq, and whatever else cause they got. To

                            me, it&#x0027;s all the way around the other side of the world. They

                            bombed them for reasons. To me, I wouldn&#x0027;t even go back and

                            rebuild them after I bombed them. We need stuff in our own country. It

                            seems like a no-brainer. To me, I&#x0027;m not no politician, but

                            you should do for American people first, wouldn&#x0027;t you think?

                            Is it right that America has homeless people, and not by their

                            own&#x2014;not by anything that they did. Like we were working and

                            all before. It&#x0027;s not because we lazy. It&#x0027;s just

                            because we had a hurricane. That&#x0027;s kind of out of your

                            control, but <note type="comment"> [unclear] </note> you imagine how

                            many people are homeless because of it, and it seems like they

                            don&#x0027;t care. To me, if they cared, why it took them so many

                            weeks to even come try to get people out the water? What is that? Who

                            does that? That&#x0027;s just crazy. It&#x0027;s hard to believe

                            that that actually happened. It sounds like a third world country.

                            That&#x0027;s the kind of things you hear about on the news.

                            It&#x0027;s not supposed to happen here, but it absolutely is. </p>

                        <p>Everybody goes about their little life because it&#x0027;s not

                            affecting them, like that day, but anything could happen one day. They

                            could get a hurricane where they never had a hurricane before. Then

                            they&#x0027;re going to know. It&#x0027;s a shame that

                            you&#x0027;ve got to find out that way because I wouldn&#x0027;t

                            wish that on nobody, but that&#x0027;s the way it happens.

                            That&#x0027;s the way it happened here. Nobody would have ever

                            thought. You could have bet anybody they&#x0027;d never see that in

                            our life. Well, here it is <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>. To

                            me, <pb id="p25" n="25"/>they show up and they say they&#x0027;re

                            going to do this and do that and fix this and fix that, but it just

                            don&#x0027;t get done. You feel like telling them, &quot;Look,

                            why you saying that? Because election coming back up or what?&quot;

                            I don&#x0027;t know what happens to the money that they say

                            they&#x0027;re going to do stuff with, but it don&#x0027;t get

                            done. It&#x0027;s a shame. I mean, well, you know, like where you

                            supposed to go? You just pack your bag and say, &quot;Oh, well,

                            okay, I&#x0027;ll just start a new life over here.&quot; <note

                                type="comment"> [Laughter] </note> It&#x0027;s not that easy, I

                            can guarantee you. </p>

                        <p>It&#x0027;s just something that we never ever would have thought

                            would happen, so you just got to try to start somewhere. Like already

                            started. This is what we call our start. Hopefully, it&#x0027;ll

                            just get better. I might be old by the time it gets better <note

                                type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>. I don&#x0027;t know. But

                            everybody that you talk to has probably got their own ideas, and

                            nobody&#x0027;s got solutions. If we had solutions, we probably

                            wouldn&#x0027;t be in the predicament to start with. I just think so

                            many people ought to just come see. Just come see it and see what it

                            did. See what you can&#x0027;t see on TV. When we saw it on TV for

                            the first time, we was &quot;OK, all right, this freaks you

                            out,&quot; but when you come, it&#x0027;s nothing like what we

                            thought. You just got to see it. You got to kind of like live it. Like

                            y&#x0027;all here, y&#x0027;all is actually seeing it, so you

                            get a way better idea than if you just turn on the news and hear like

                            two minutes. After that, most people turn the TV off and they go about

                            their life. It&#x0027;s like oh, yeah, them Katrina people, oh,

                            yeah. I mean, really, that&#x0027;s the way a lot of people think,

                            but them Katrina people live every day, too, you know? </p>

                        <p>Like I said, it&#x0027;s just a struggle every day. It&#x0027;s

                            so stressful and aggravating and everything, and at the end of the day,

                            you so just tired out. You just want to go to sleep. I don&#x0027;t

                            even want to wake up today, but then every day you get up and you do it

                            again and just keep doing it. That&#x0027;s all we can do. I mean,

                            what else do you do? In order to build something, you just got to take

                            it one step at a time. Hopefully, we figure we doing it, and the guys on

                            the next street&#x0027;s doing it, and the guys down the street,

                            they all doing it. That&#x0027;s what it&#x0027;s going to take.

                            I don&#x0027;t know any other way to do it. There&#x0027;s no

                            really one answer. It&#x0027;s just a lot of work for a lot of years

                            before it gets&#x2014;. I&#x0027;m thinking maybe my

                            grandchildren&#x2014;I don&#x0027;t even have grandchildren, but

                            maybe one day my grandchildren will benefit <pb id="p26" n="26"/>from

                            whatever it is we doing. I mean, who thinks you&#x0027;re going to

                            have to start over? When you&#x0027;re halfway through it, you

                            don&#x0027;t think you&#x0027;re going to have to start all over

                            again. Nobody thinks that till it happens to you, and you either let

                            Katrina take you or you just get up and start again, right?

                            That&#x0027;s the way it goes. </p>

                        <p>You try to go places and have fun a little bit, like we go off just to

                            try a little change of scenery, kind of like freshen your brain up or

                            something, you know? <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note> It does

                            get depressing, every day the same thing over and over, but

                            that&#x0027;s the only way it&#x0027;s going to get done.

                            Nobody&#x0027;s going to come here and do it for you.

                            You&#x0027;ve got to do it, you know? Just it matters how much you

                            want it, and so far we want it, so we doing what we have to do <note

                                type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>. <note type="comment"> [unclear]

                            </note> a lot of people, but a lot of people selling. The hurricane took

                            a lot out of a lot of people. It really did. A lot of people just

                            don&#x0027;t have it in them. I couldn&#x0027;t even tell you

                            how many people I know that died since the hurricane, and they still

                            dying. Like today, one died. It&#x0027;s stressful. It&#x0027;s

                            just so much. It&#x0027;s just so big. It feels like an elephant on

                            you. It&#x0027;s mind-boggling, it surely is.</p>

                    </sp>

                    <sp who="spk2">

                        <speaker n="2">ELIZABETH SHELBOURNE: </speaker>

                        <p> What do you want your life down the road to be like, to look like?</p>



                    </sp>

                    <sp who="spk1">

                        <speaker n="1">RHONDA LIND: </speaker>

                        <p> What do I want it to look like? Hmm. Stress-free <note type="comment">

                                [Laughter] </note>. I don&#x0027;t know. I&#x0027;m kind of

                            over the big house thing. I just want to be happy again. I just want to

                            have people around that I know and I enjoy. I don&#x0027;t even care

                            if it just wounds up being this one-bedroom apartment that we got. I

                            mean really, I&#x0027;d be perfectly good with that. That would be

                            good with me. It&#x0027;s just that I don&#x0027;t want to have

                            to worry about where&#x0027;s everybody at, if we&#x0027;re ever

                            going to see them again or whatever. If just some of them come back and

                            I mean know that they&#x0027;re all right&#x2014;. Like my house

                            down there, I wouldn&#x0027;t care. Of course, I would like to be in

                            it again if it could be like it was, which it probably can&#x0027;t

                            be. I guess I would have to say I would like to just be stress-free and

                            happy. I don&#x0027;t care&#x2014;I don&#x0027;t need to

                            have really much money, just don&#x0027;t have so much of a burden

                            on you. I had a big house; it was nice, but it&#x0027;s just not at

                            the top of my list no more. <pb id="p27" n="27"/> It changes, you know?

                            It just changes your outlook about everything. I worry more about like

                            my friends and the people in my family, and if we could fix our house

                            and fix our swimming pool, it don&#x0027;t matter so much. It really

                            don&#x0027;t. It was nice, but it&#x0027;s already changed.

                            It&#x0027;s kind of like you feel like you&#x0027;ve already

                            kind of grieved the most part or something, because it really feels like

                            a death. It feels like that part of your life is just&#x2014;that

                            it&#x0027;s not going to be your life no more, and you just got to

                            kind of&#x2014;. Over months and months, you kind of come to terms

                            with that, but I don&#x0027;t know. It&#x0027;s just not that

                            important. I mean, I know everybody&#x0027;s like a rat race, you

                            know, who can [get] the most stuff fastest and first and all like this,

                            but I wouldn&#x0027;t have wanted to ever learn that way, but

                            it&#x0027;s not really about that. It really is not. Nobody will get

                            that till&#x2014;they&#x0027;ll have to face a similar whatever,

                            situation, and it just changes you. It&#x0027;s hard to describe. It

                            just definitely changes you. You never forget, but of course if I could

                            erase it and go back, I probably would do that. But you can&#x0027;t

                            do that, but I really would. I&#x0027;d be happy living right on top

                            my shop <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>. I swear, it

                            wouldn&#x0027;t matter. </p>

                        <p>I just wish all my family didn&#x0027;t have to be just everywhere

                            like that. I just hate that. I liked things the way I liked them, and

                            it&#x0027;s hard to adjust to a whole new way, a different way. But

                            when it&#x0027;s staring you in the face every day, it just kind of

                            happens on its own. You don&#x0027;t have a choice. It just kind of

                            forces you into that&#x0027;s the way it&#x0027;s got to be now.

                            But you think your whole life&#x0027;s taken away overnight,

                            virtually overnight, and it&#x0027;s just everything that you knew

                            or whatever, you got to find new ways <note type="comment"> [Laughter]

                            </note>. It&#x0027;s almost like you&#x0027;re a little bitty

                            kid again. It&#x0027;s like start over. At least you get another

                            chance <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>. I don&#x0027;t

                            know. What you going to do? We got to keep going. That&#x0027;s kind

                            of not even a question. It&#x0027;s just like you said, what made

                            you come back? I never did want to not come back. Could you imagine you

                            can&#x0027;t never go back? That don&#x0027;t happen usually. I

                            learned never to say never <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>. I

                            swear, that&#x0027;s a trip. But yeah, just a new way. A weird way,

                            but a new way, something that I&#x0027;m probably constantly getting

                            used to. </p>

                    </sp>

                    <sp who="spk2">

                        <speaker n="2">ELIZABETH SHELBOURNE: </speaker>

                        <p> What happens if there&#x0027;s another hurricane <note

                                type="comment"> [unclear] </note>?</p>

                        <pb id="p28" n="28"/>

                    </sp>

                    <sp who="spk1">

                        <speaker n="1">RHONDA LIND: </speaker>

                        <p> That&#x0027;s a hard one. I don&#x0027;t know. I really

                            don&#x0027;t know. Most people I know say we&#x0027;ll try it

                            once. If it happens again, we out of here. I hate to even think about

                            that, I swear. I really don&#x0027;t know. We probably

                            wouldn&#x0027;t have a choice. It ain&#x0027;t that I would want

                            it, but it&#x0027;s just like how you going to sink all your money

                            back into something when you&#x0027;re so unsure about

                            what&#x0027;s going to happen? To me, I guess we probably

                            wouldn&#x0027;t have a choice, but I&#x0027;d have to probably

                            see that to even believe it, because I couldn&#x0027;t

                            imagine&#x2014;. It still goes back to you&#x0027;re permanently

                            altered. That&#x0027;s the whole thing I don&#x0027;t get, that

                            I hate, is that it&#x0027;s life-altering things that came about

                            because of this hurricane. If it would just change a couple of things,

                            but it&#x0027;s just bam, just life-changing everything. So I

                            don&#x0027;t really know. That&#x0027;s a hard one to answer.

                            Almost everybody I know says they&#x0027;d try it once and

                            that&#x0027;s it. I guess if nobody came back and I was the only

                            fool to come back <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>, I guess I

                            would learn to handle it, just be like okay, you&#x0027;re going to

                            have to just go somewhere. I&#x0027;d probably have to pick a place

                            like wherever, however my family is and try to kind of pick a place in

                            between us or something like that maybe. That&#x0027;s a really hard

                            question. That&#x0027;s a really hard one. I didn&#x0027;t get

                            to that one yet <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>. </p>

                    </sp>

                    <sp who="spk2">

                        <speaker n="2">ELIZABETH SHELBOURNE: </speaker>

                        <p> Down the road.</p>



                    </sp>

                    <sp who="spk1">

                        <speaker n="1">RHONDA LIND: </speaker>

                        <p> Down the road. To be continued.</p>

                    </sp>

                    <sp who="spk2">

                        <speaker n="2">ELIZABETH SHELBOURNE: </speaker>

                        <p> Yeah. I just have one last question for you. How is Bernard and New

                            Orleans different?</p>



                    </sp>

                    <sp who="spk1">

                        <speaker n="1">RHONDA LIND: </speaker>

                        <p> I mean really just&#x2014;. Mostly, well, they got the French

                            Quarter, and it&#x0027;s kind of like famous. They got Bourbon

                            Street. It&#x0027;s got more historic&#x2014;plenty of the

                            buildings are like historic, all the different areas, but really and

                            truly, like I told you, all of the people from Saint Bernard are from

                            New Orleans. I could guarantee you ninety-nine percent of them are. So

                            as far as that goes, there really is no difference. This is just, like I

                            was saying, to get out of the city, and this was kind of like the

                            country but actually only ten minutes away. So this was

                            everybody&#x0027;s answer to kind of slowing it down a little bit,

                            because up in New Orleans it&#x0027;s just twenty-four/seven.

                            It&#x0027;s just party, party, party. Well, we can go there and

                            party, and we get to come back home, you know what I mean? But

                            that&#x0027;s the only thing I could think of would be the historic

                            value to that and they just made it famous, just the name of <pb

                                id="p29" n="29"/>it. New Orleans is just famous. Most of us are from

                            there, and this was kind of more laid back than that. But then you still

                            got the best of both because you&#x0027;re right on [the] outskirts.

                            It&#x0027;s kind of like on edge. Still go partying, still go home

                            and be laid-back if you want. </p>

                        <p>It&#x0027;s just nobody knows that we here. That&#x0027;s the

                            thing. That&#x0027;s really the only probably difference is that

                            nobody knows&#x2014;probably nobody even heard of this place, you

                            know? And it&#x0027;s just like ten minutes. Outside of that, they

                            got diverse cultures of people down here, too. They tend to kind

                            of&#x2014;. A lot of tourists and stuff go there. It&#x0027;s

                            kind of a that kind of a place, but if I had to, I&#x0027;d move

                            back there. Actually, they got less water than we got <note

                                type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>. My old house&#x2014;we used

                            to live on <note type="comment"> [unclear] </note> Street up

                            there&#x2014;it didn&#x0027;t even get any water. But the

                            property value&#x0027;s probably five times what it was.

                            It&#x0027;s five times more now, but it&#x0027;s not really a

                            bad place to live. It&#x0027;s just that this was kind

                            of&#x2014;. It had better schools, and the only thing I could

                            describe is like country-city, even though it&#x0027;s just ten

                            minutes away. It&#x0027;s just kind of more rural than urban kind

                            of, but as far as the people, it&#x0027;s basically the same people. </p>

                        <p>The people down here made that what it is, pretty much. We just call it

                            like the city. You know, we <note type="comment"> [unclear] </note> to

                            the city. It&#x0027;s just like a hop, skip, and a jump. It

                            ain&#x0027;t nothing. When we lived in the city, we used to just

                            call like Canal Street, that was uptown. This was downtown. You know

                            what I mean? There really wasn&#x0027;t much of a difference, ever.

                            It&#x0027;s just they got a lot more tourists, a lot more publicity,

                            and whatever. We just kind of get forgotten about, and for the longest

                            time, that was good. That&#x0027;s kind of why everybody moved here.

                            It&#x0027;s kind of like okay, we just going to be down here and

                            chill out. That&#x0027;s pretty much the way it went, but they

                            ain&#x0027;t a whole lot difference. We don&#x0027;t have

                            Bourbon Street down here. We still got bars, we still got crazy people,

                            but for like Mardi Gras, they still go party up there. It&#x0027;s

                            just when they finish partying, they got somewhere different to come

                            home to. That&#x0027;s probably the only difference. Most people

                            wouldn&#x0027;t realize that <note type="comment"> [Laughter]

                            </note>. </p>

                        <p>Probably got places like that everywhere. It&#x0027;s just people

                            don&#x0027;t realize it till like something happens, but we got the

                            hurricane way worse than they did. It&#x0027;s just the way

                            it&#x0027;s made, like just the way the lakes run and the way that

                            storm came that direction, and it&#x0027;s just the way it happened.

                            I mean, who <pb id="p30" n="30"/>can explain that? But I do know that my

                            street I used to live on, they didn&#x0027;t get absolutely no

                            water. That&#x0027;s like strange to me. We have some people, I mean

                            they had so much water down here, it was ridiculous. But we got it from

                            like three or four different places down here. The water was steady

                            coming in, so that&#x0027;s probably why we just got it so much

                            worse. I don&#x0027;t know. Years ago, they said they flooded <note

                                type="comment"> [unclear] </note>, which is between like here and

                            New Orleans, to keep the French Quarter from flooding. That was kind of

                            like what always had been said, that they actually blew the levees up to

                            keep&#x2014;because they, you know, since it&#x0027;s a tourist

                            kind of thing, that&#x0027;s the way they did it, I guess. I

                            don&#x0027;t even necessarily know that that&#x0027;s true, but

                            that&#x0027;s what I was always told. And who knows? Could be

                            something like that now. </p>

                        <p>At first, I did hear stuff like that, but then you never see it <note

                                type="comment"> [unclear] </note> news no more. I was thinking okay,

                            it&#x0027;s kind of like the political little secret thing going on,

                            but it was just a really bad hurricane. It was just we was right in the

                            way of it. That&#x0027;s the whole bottom line. That&#x0027;s

                            what happened. Had it [gone], you know, five miles a different way or

                            whatever, it might have been a totally different scenario. It just so

                            happens it just happened like that. When you ride up in New

                            Orleans&#x2014;. I mean, don&#x0027;t get me wrong.

                            There&#x0027;s a lot of stuff that&#x0027;s devastated there,

                            too, but plenty of them places got water in and water in. Like <note

                                type="comment"> [unclear] </note> the water, it just stayed. You

                            know what I mean? It was just so much all at one time. I

                            don&#x0027;t know that anything could help that, except if it

                            wouldn&#x0027;t have came <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>.

                            What do you say about something like that? But there&#x0027;s really

                            no difference. It&#x0027;s all in the name. That&#x0027;s what I

                            think. </p>

                    </sp>

                    <sp who="spk2">

                        <speaker n="2">ELIZABETH SHELBOURNE: </speaker>

                        <p> Do you think New Orleans and this area&#x2014;? Or what is the soul

                            or the spirit of this area?</p>

                    </sp>

                    <sp who="spk1">

                        <speaker n="1">RHONDA LIND: </speaker>

                        <p> I don&#x0027;t know. I don&#x0027;t know how you would describe

                            it. Everybody just goes for anything. That&#x0027;s just the kind of

                            people. They just got a different way about them. They go along with

                            anything and whatever, whatever. It&#x0027;s the same exact thing as

                            with the heart and soul of New Orleans. It&#x0027;s mostly about the

                            people. It&#x0027;s the diversity of all of the different people.

                            Everybody that&#x0027;s down here likes the same things that

                            everybody&#x2014;. I mean, it&#x0027;s all the same. I

                            don&#x0027;t know. They got like a love of <pb id="p31" n="31"

                            />life, a love of the area, everything. The traditions, the cultures,

                            the music. Everything&#x0027;s just pretty much the same.

                            It&#x0027;s just like down here it&#x0027;s a slower-down

                            version, and it&#x0027;s because everybody been there, done that.

                            It&#x0027;s kind of like a thing like that. I wouldn&#x0027;t

                            really say there&#x0027;s a whole lot of difference at all. Like I

                            said, most of the people, that&#x0027;s what made New Orleans what

                            it was to start with was like our fathers and mothers and grandmothers

                            and grandfathers. I mean, it&#x0027;s all part of it.

                            Everybody&#x0027;s just raised&#x2014;. It&#x0027;s kind of

                            like family means a lot. Of course, they got exceptions in every rule,

                            but mostly that&#x0027;s just what it is, at least for us anyway.

                            That&#x0027;s the way I think about it. </p>

                    </sp>

                    <sp who="spk2">

                        <speaker n="2">ELIZABETH SHELBOURNE: </speaker>

                        <p> Why do you think people forgot about Saint Bernard?</p>



                    </sp>

                    <sp who="spk1">

                        <speaker n="1">RHONDA LIND: </speaker>

                        <p> I have no idea. The only thing that I could think of was just because

                            New Orleans happened to be a famous name that people knew. Like I said,

                            I don&#x0027;t think a lot of people know&#x2014;. Probably nine

                            out of ten people you talk to probably have never heard of Saint Bernard

                            Parish, <note type="comment"> [unclear] </note>, and maybe even like

                            other parishes in Louisiana. I don&#x0027;t think they like

                            specifically picked one out. It&#x0027;s just that New Orleans is so

                            well known that when you heard about everything on the news,

                            don&#x0027;t you think the focus is just New Orleans, New Orleans,

                            New Orleans? I don&#x0027;t know why that is. Maybe because the

                            media made it like that. I definitely think it wasn&#x0027;t because

                            they were more devastated. I think this parish was so devastated that I

                            can&#x0027;t even believe that they didn&#x0027;t talk about it

                            on TV. The only thing I can think of is that the media just chose to

                            portray that side or whatever, but actually that&#x0027;s what

                            happened. They really did get forgotten about, and I don&#x0027;t

                            know how that happens, but they did. When nobody shows up to help nobody

                            for almost two weeks, what else can you say? I mean, how can anybody

                            answer that? But if you talk to people that stayed in the water down

                            here, they will definitely tell you nobody helped them, that it was

                            everybody helping each other. It&#x0027;s not right. </p>

                        <p>I mean, I remember us being in Baton Rouge. We were calling the state

                            police, and some kind of way&#x2014;. My husband&#x0027;s

                            brother, he was down here like nine days or something before he got

                            rescued, and some kind of way one of them got a phone call to my

                            mother-in-law, and they was freaking out because they were still living.

                            And we started calling the state police trying to tell them, and after

                            the <pb id="p32" n="32"/>fact my sister and them was in Florida, and

                            they did the same thing. They were calling and saying, &quot;Why is

                            nobody helping the people in Saint Bernard? There&#x0027;s people

                            drowning.&quot; People are still living, waiting to be rescued and

                            stuff like that, and still, it took like almost two weeks for people to

                            come help anybody. I mean, we was thinking like maybe nobody knows that

                            they still got people there. I remember I personally called the state

                            police and kept telling them, because you can&#x0027;t even

                            imagine&#x2014;. I don&#x0027;t know why they didn&#x0027;t

                            do it. </p>

                        <p>It just didn&#x0027;t seem like nobody was doing anything, and they

                            definitely didn&#x0027;t have it on TV. Maybe they figured that

                            there was a major screw-up and they knew it. Maybe they was just

                            trying&#x2014;hoping nobody would find out. It just seemed weird. I

                            mean, we couldn&#x0027;t even find&#x2014;hear anything about

                            nothing down here. To me, if we couldn&#x0027;t find out, what if

                            nobody knew? That&#x0027;s what we was thinking. You figured they

                            got a National Guard, one of the biggest right in <note type="comment">

                                [unclear] </note>. How nobody would know <note type="comment">

                                [Laughter] </note>? That&#x0027;s like hard to believe, but

                            nobody came to help. I don&#x0027;t know. I don&#x0027;t know

                            the answer to that. I&#x0027;m sure it was supposed to be

                            somebody&#x0027;s job that should have knew. At first, we heard that

                            they wasn&#x0027;t showing pictures down here because of all the

                            bodies. Still, you don&#x0027;t really know it was true. We was just

                            hearing little bits and pieces of stuff, but we knew it was bad enough

                            that they wouldn&#x0027;t show nothing, you know? I know it seems

                            like they ought to try to make up for that, but it don&#x0027;t seem

                            like they really doing that either. </p>

                    </sp>

                    <sp who="spk2">

                        <speaker n="2">ELIZABETH SHELBOURNE: </speaker>

                        <p> They&#x0027;re not helping Saint Bernard out very much right now?</p>



                    </sp>

                    <sp who="spk1">

                        <speaker n="1">RHONDA LIND: </speaker>

                        <p> Does it look like it? No. No. I mean, they still got people that we know

                            that&#x0027;s waiting for FEMA trailers. We lucky. We&#x0027;d

                            probably still be waiting for one. We told them we didn&#x0027;t

                            need one because we had a place to stay. I remember me and my husband

                            saying it. Well, we&#x0027;ll just tell them we don&#x0027;t

                            need one because somebody else probably else could use it, but then so

                            many people were still waiting to get them. They still not helping. I

                            mean, they don&#x0027;t even come around and pick up the trash.

                            What&#x0027;s easier than that? If you come and you got your own

                            building and you put the stuff out&#x2014;. I mean, we

                            ain&#x0027;t asking them to come do it. This is a main highway, and

                            look at the piles of trash <pb id="p33" n="33"/>everywhere you go. How

                            hard is it to do that, to just get a machine and load it in some trucks

                            and be done with it? To me, if that&#x0027;s not done,

                            nobody&#x0027;s really trying to do anything. I mean, what is easier

                            than that? You think that&#x0027;s the least you could&#x2014;.

                            Like now in plenty neighborhoods they got rats. That&#x0027;s like

                            crazy. They&#x0027;re big as cats because of all of the trash and

                            the garbage. </p>

                        <p>You know like the big garbage cans you see? One day I think we had six of

                            them because we had all these apartments, and rented trucks came one day

                            and they came, turned over the garbage on the driveways, and loaded all

                            the garbage cans up on the truck and left with them. I don&#x0027;t

                            know why. We took the two garbage cans that&#x0027;s out on the

                            side, we took them down from our house and brought them up here so that

                            we could use them. Every time the garbage man&#x0027;s coming, one

                            of us is looking out there to make sure they ain&#x0027;t taking the

                            garbage can again. What kind of sense does that make? Because Waste

                            Management wanted their garbage cans back? What is that about?

                            It&#x0027;s crazy. If they would go around and say if they just had

                            to choose one thing to do, pick up the trash. How much better would it

                            be if you don&#x0027;t have to see all of that trash? To me, that

                            don&#x0027;t seem like a lot to ask. I&#x0027;m sorry, but it

                            just don&#x0027;t seem like much. Maybe they need the president to

                            come in and tell them they need to do it. I don&#x0027;t know. But I

                            swear, they never do it.</p>

                        <p>Actually, it was probably just about a month ago when they picked up some

                            trash we had out with those apartments gutted out onto the side, onto

                            the side of it, and I went out there and they started picking that up. I

                            asked them, &quot;Could you please come&#x2014;I mean

                            y&#x0027;all right here. Could you come by the front because we

                            trying to open our business back up and stuff?&quot; And they told

                            me, &quot;No, we can&#x0027;t do that.&quot; They said,

                            &quot;That&#x0027;s the state.&quot; So evidently

                            there&#x0027;s some kind of confusion as far as&#x2014;what? I

                            don&#x0027;t know. State people&#x0027;s got to pick up trash on

                            the state <note type="comment"> [unclear] </note>. That don&#x0027;t

                            sound like that&#x0027;s normal, but that&#x0027;s absolutely

                            what the governor said.</p>

                        <p>And for a while, they had stopped picking up all the garbage altogether.

                            I&#x0027;m not talking about just like household garbage like the

                            debris, because like FEMA or whoever was supposed to be paying these

                            guys stopped paying them. They owe them like how many millions of

                            dollars or whatever, and so <pb id="p34" n="34"/>you can&#x0027;t

                            blame the guys. They ain&#x0027;t going to do it for nothing, so

                            they quit picking it up. So then the day when they were going to start

                            picking it up, they had a big story on the news&#x2014;oh,

                            they&#x0027;re going to start picking up trash in Saint Bernard

                            again. I&#x0027;m like, can you believe this? They&#x0027;re

                            actually going to get on the news and say that. It seemed crazy, but you

                            see the state still ain&#x0027;t doing nothing with the highway

                            trash. You can ride all the way&#x2014;. I don&#x0027;t know,

                            down by our house they picked it up, but that was after we gutted it.

                            It&#x0027;s been while since we threw stuff out down there. </p>

                        <p>And you figure like they telling people, you know, you want to get your

                            businesses back and running. Well, if people could see over the debris

                            that you got a business, maybe that would be one thing. So you know, you

                            don&#x0027;t understand. You don&#x0027;t get it, like, but to

                            me, they could at least do that. For the most part, the

                            people&#x0027;s doing the work themselves. Plenty of people signed

                            up to get their houses gutted out and whatever, like volunteers come

                            around and do it, I guess, but they still got a whole load of them

                            that&#x0027;s not done. But like we said, they ain&#x0027;t

                            nobody going to do it. We didn&#x0027;t ever think they were going

                            to have volunteers come and do it. We just figured we had to come do it,

                            so that&#x0027;s what we did <note type="comment"> [Laughter]

                            </note>. It wasn&#x0027;t nice either, I can promise. It was nasty.

                            Ooh, but I don&#x0027;t know. Most people probably doing their own,

                            I would think.</p>

                        <p>Most of the ones that I know did their own. Like old people or whatever,

                            we had some old people in the back here, they cleaned their yard. They

                            never could do their house. I mean, they in their eighties. They were

                            going to try to do it, but I even told them, I said,

                            &quot;That&#x0027;s a way bigger job than you think.&quot; I

                            think plenty of like the older people probably sign up for like spring

                            break <note type="comment"> [unclear] </note> college kids and stuff

                            came down and helped people, picking stuff like gutting their houses or

                            whatever. We didn&#x0027;t wait around for none of that. We had to

                            just do it. I mean, nobody knew that they were going to have people to

                            do it. Still, I don&#x0027;t think there&#x0027;d ever be enough

                            people to ever do all of that. If anybody needs help, like older people

                            probably need it the worst because they physically can&#x0027;t get

                            out there and do it. </p>

                        <pb id="p35" n="35"/>

                        <p>Yeah, the trash is a big problem down here, and when you go through New

                            Orleans, you don&#x0027;t see that much trash. Some places you do,

                            but not like down here, so what&#x0027;s the difference? I

                            don&#x0027;t know. It seems like there shouldn&#x0027;t be a

                            difference. It seems like it&#x0027;s maybe a political deal.

                            It&#x0027;s got to be something. All I know is I don&#x0027;t

                            have trucks big enough to move it <note type="comment"> [Laughter]

                            </note>. It&#x0027;s got to sit there until somebody decides what

                            they&#x0027;re going to do. We got it out there; what else you going

                            to do? But pretty soon we got to have like the sod and we still got to

                            pile on sod, but I need that for parking for people that&#x0027;s

                                <note type="comment"> [unclear] </note>. My husband even said,

                            &quot;I don&#x0027;t know what we&#x2014;. I&#x0027;m

                            going to have to go back here, pick all of that stuff up, put it on the

                            trailers, and bring it around front to this side, just so people have

                            somewhere to park.&quot; Is that crazy, but what else you going to

                            do? You wouldn&#x0027;t even think that, but that&#x0027;s the

                            way it goes. Crazy. </p>

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